b u s - s t o p b o y

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tightening the grip on my school bag strap, i walk towards the bus stop with my head down along with my self esteem.

tired, dazed and dead inside are what my usual moods would be.

everyday, i make my way to the same bus-stop but with a set of new bruises.

i heave a heavy breath, sitting down on the small, cramped bench of the bus stop.

i close my eyes, taking everything in.

why does my life have to suck so bad?

a few moments after, someone approached the bus-stop.

i felt the weight of someone sitting on the bench.

i open my eyes to spare them a look and that's when my heart stopped.

it was a boy in all black, wearing a mask to cover the lower part of his face.

his eyes.

they were the most beautiful set of eyes i had ever seen.

he must of caught my gaze as he turned to look at me.

i gasped quietly from the sudden action as i send him a small fake smile before looking away.

i heard him chuckle deeply beside me.

his laugh intimidated me.

"what's wrong?"

my eyes slightly widen, is he talking to me?

well no shit sherlock, he's talking to the bus stop sign.

there was no one here besides us two so i assumed he was talking to me.

the atmosphere was comfortable and very silent.

i turn my head towards him as slow as possible.

i met his eyes, those eyes.

"nothing, i'm just tired" i replied, almost inaudibly.

he tilted his head.

"i know that's not all" he said.

"huh?" i blinked.

is he a wizard?

he shifted and leaned foward.

"tell kookie what's wrong"

...

"kookie?" i squeak.

kookie.

"it's not like we will see each other again anyways, i'm not going to tell anyone" he replied, shrugging those big shoulders of his.

he's right.

i'll never see him again.

i sighed loudly, not daring to look at him.

"am i really worth it?" i asked myself out-loud.

i furrowed my eyebrows.

"the teachers always believe them, they are the king and queen of the school after all, we must obey them!" i ranted.

he looked in awe, his full attention on me.

"there's times i just want to end it all, take my life and just forget everything happened" i muttered harshly.

his eyes widened.

"don't do that!" he exclaimed.

"there's no one that's there to help me, listen to me or even bother to look at me!" i exclaimed back.

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